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The little devil reacted quickly without being crushed by the tank, and gained timely insight into the whereabouts of the tank.

Although limited to suspicion, the search continued, but the devil's heavy artillery diverted the direction of the shelling.

Heavy artillery bombardment, in a cluster pattern to the passes, relying on the luminosity of artillery fire to catch the signs of the tank's retreat.

As a result, the four tanks were swaying in the midst of artillery fire, between the lines of survival and death, which made countless people in the distance worry.

The little devils' heavy artillery is too fierce, can they break out of the casualty line safely?

Hurry, rush!

You can do it, you can come back victorious, you can!

Damn it, the little devil's cannonball has come down, you guys rush quickly!

Worrying, encouraging, tormenting the hearts of thousands of people every second, looking forward to penetrating, hoping that four tanks would rush out of the sea of fire and death.

Several people couldn't help shouting: "Brothers, rush quickly, step on the accelerator, accelerate ......"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, the little devil's shell is here again, hurry ......"

"Brothers, hurry up, don't let the damn little devils succeed, goddamn ......"

"Wang Ba Gai, the little devil will only use cannonballs to make a threat, bantam shrimp, crab race......"

"Who says it's not, the little devil was beaten by the god of war, and it would be wishful thinking to get back face from the artillery fire......"

"The crab race can't die well, I can't stand it anymore, I really want to kill the little devil with a gun......"

"Just what you think, the battle just now was really exciting, I never knew that the battle could be fought like this, like a trick......"

"You know a ball, that's the strategic tactics of the God of War, unlike our Kuomintang Army, which is old-fashioned and doesn't know how to ...... flexible."

"That's right, the god of war's head is flexible, and the combination tactics he came up with are simply amazing, and the little devil has no backhand, it's really his father's pleasure ......"

"Happy ball, Lao Tzu is not happy, you are a little devil in front, Lao Tzu is in the back to keep an eye on you, you are in a hurry, you are about to suffocate Lao Tzu......"

"Go, go, you are aggrieved, Lao Tzu is tired and tired of dragging sandbags, you two turtle sons are hiding behind sandbags and shooting, who is the most unlucky?"

"And, who makes you strong and your marksmanship is not good, who do you blame? You were born to sell your life as a coolie, bear with me......"

"Roll the calf, Lao Tzu can't bear it anymore, from today on, I will start practicing the gun, Lao Tzu will not believe in evil, and I can't catch up with your small body without four taels of meat......"

"It's not good, the little devil's artillery fire is coming again......"

"Damn it, canine little devil......"

The soldiers were noisy in the sound of artillery fire, their eyes ignoring the figure of the tank from beginning to end, and only talking to distract their worries.

At this time, the devil's shells exploded in a series around the pass road, setting off a wave of sand and filling a large area.

As a result, the four tanks were tossed and rippled in the shrapnel dust, appearing and disappearing from time to time, which was extremely worrying.

The devil's artillery fire continued one after another, pouring into the pass in a rapid-fire pattern, not counting consumption, and bombarding indiscriminately.

At this time, a shell exploded next to the tank, setting off a huge shock wave that almost overturned the tank.

The tank "crunched" and made a screeching sound, and half of the tracks were scrapped, prompting the tank to rush to the mountain wall, and the barrel of the gun went straight into the sand.

Yang Guan yelled: "Save people, save them for me, bring them all back, quickly!"

This scene made everyone's eyes red, and no one cared about the instructor's anger, the heart-rending order, only about saving people.

Human life is not worth much in war, but these twenty people have saved thousands of lives, they are all heroes, even if they sacrifice, they can't be buried in the fire of devils.

Monk Wei took the lead in rushing down the hill and rescued the wounded with thirty people, everyone was resentful and rushed to the rescue.

Yang Guan did not show favoritism and ordered the soldiers to risk their lives to rescue, but the tank was close to safety and was hit by a shell in the last 30 meters.

The three tanks successfully broke out of the death zone and returned safely, but they did not die without help.

I saw No. 12 personally jump off the tank, pull a wire rope and charge back, and just ran to a position of twenty meters when he was swept away by a shell.

The continuous battle was unscathed, but at this moment he was hit by five pieces of shrapnel and was seriously wounded in a pool of blood, but he did not fall down and quickly crawled towards the damaged tank.

Blood-stained sand, he still went all the way forward, gritted his teeth, and desperately rescued his brother......

At this time, Monk Wei was the first to arrive, with tears in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Brother, I'm late, you can rest assured that I will leave it to me, and I will definitely save all my brothers!"

Crying blood in his heart, he forcibly endured his grief, grabbed the wire rope and ran, and shouted sideways: "Take my brother back, don't come."

He jumped up and jumped into the crater, just in time to avoid a shell, and the shrapnel almost slashed his scalp.

At the moment of life and death, Monk Wei didn't frown, and just after the shrapnel, he rolled on the spot and rolled into another crater.

The devil's artillery fire was non-stop, there was no regularity at all, it was bombed everywhere, and the sound of the waves drowned out everything.

In this case, the only way is to fight for one's life and rely on the crater to survive.

Monk Wei hurriedly glanced behind him, and found that No. 12 had been picked up, he was relieved, and rushed forward at the right time.

At this time, the damaged tank was almost submerged in sand, and all five people were stunned by the shells, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Monk Wei secretly shouted that it was lucky, and the tank penetrated more than one meter into the sand, so that the devil's shells could not hit, but half of the tracks were blown up.

Without time to care about the casualties, Monk Wei rushed into the bottom of the tank at great speed and put the wire rope in a stable place.

When everything was ready, he shook the wire rope to signal the pull, and quickly rescued people to check on the situation of his brothers.

The tank got the signal to pull, and quickly started pulling with horsepower, and it was not difficult for the damaged tank to break out of a hole along the road without the fire stopping.

After several efforts, the tank was recovered, successfully escaped from the death zone, and the medical personnel quickly rescued it.

Yang Guan stood in the distance from beginning to end, not daring to approach the scene, afraid that he couldn't hold back his tears, revealing his weak side and showing his true face in disguise.

Hate, affection can't be expressed, this is a gift from someone Jiang, only to be ruthless with iron and blood, so that he gritted his teeth, and he can only secretly feel sad for his brothers!

After a while, Pan Yunfeng came over and said sadly: "Two advance team members were seriously injured, but there was no danger to their lives, three soldiers died, and everyone was injured."

Yang Guan said hatefully: "I don't need to listen to the casualty report, you should know what I want to hear?" Don't lie to me, just say it, right? ”

Pan Yunfeng opened his mouth, tried to stabilize his mind and said, "The message was sent by Yin Zhen by mistake, and she ......"

Yang Guan jumped three feet high and shouted: "Arrest her, beat her to death, and kill her in front of everyone......"